The Girl with the White Rose

Again, it's for a contest.

 

                         The Girl with the White Rose

I lay on my bed, thinking of her. She was so beautiful! Her fur was a mixture of light brown, dark brown, black, and white! She followed me everywhere! I had to take her to school and hide her if I wanted to keep her. If she stayed home alone, she would totally wreck the house! Literally.

                Then one day, she just stopped. Stopped eating, playing, barking, everything.

Her name was Cinderella, by the way, because I found her in an abandoned shack that was burned down years before. She was covered in soot. Her paws were cut and bleeding. And her eyes, oh her eyes, they were filled with tears and bright red veins rooted all around her eyes.

                Anyway, when I found her, I took her home immediately. I bathed her, cleaned her wounds, and fed her. Just like she was my own. Then my mom let me take her in until we found someone to keep her and she just kind of, well, became part of the family.

                The day after she started being depressed and all, a girl came up to our door. I didn’t realize she was here because she knocked so quietly, but when she arrived Cinderella started barking frantically at the door. Then when I opened it the girl was holding a white rose and she gave it to Cinderella and Cinderella immediately calmed down and licked softly at the rose. The girl just glared at me and said:

“She’s mine.”

                I didn’t want to turn the girl down, Cinderella probably was her dog (which explained why she was so sad) and I’m sure they missed each other. So I let her take her, right then and there. And I never saw Cinderella again.

                And now I lay in my dark room, missing her. I only had her for a few weeks, but that was enough to become attached. Especially with a lovely dog that she was. I miss her. I will never forget the girl with the white rose.

Author's Note

It was for a contest so you don't have to review it but you can if you want...

Reviews

[D. Moore]

Aww, I can totally relate to the emotion in this. To find something, grow attatched to it, then have to give it back. It is really disappointing. But this is a great story! :)

[Ben]

This is very good, Mandi!

[lawrence bear]

for a thirteen yr old, you can sure write. this is a remarkable story, I am totaly taken by your talent, well written and good job, keep it up.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

I liked this story. It caught my interest from the beginning. Well Done